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Our week that was… been a tough week in all honesty, tiredness really taking its toll, anxiety levels a little elevated, general grumpy demeanour this week..

High

Fun day out at York Maze with the kids

Its been about 4 years since we last went, and wow, there have been some great additions the the venue. This truly is a place to visit if you can and I feel excellent value for money. Went with friends and their kids, weather was good, loads to do, list is a long one, so thought the pictures may give a better view of everything on offer.

A few of the mazes to explore

Adventure playground

Amazing sandpit and waterplay

Bouncy Pillow

Pig racing, crazy maze golf, snake slides & water wars

Motor boat driving, graffiti wall, Crowmania ride, House of Confusion

The gang! Icecreams! Medals won! – what fab day

Low

Spending a night at A&E. Natalie went over on her ankle at York Maze – being a bit enthusiastic on the bouncy pillow. We had a few tears at the time, but a quick inspection of the foot, wiggling of toes and rotating of the ankle, I thought she’d survive. She solidered on for the rest of the afternoon with a bit of a limp but without complaint (my kids are used to not complaining.. I’m not the most patient when it comes to potential injuries, unless its dropping off, then stick a plaster on it and get on with it). That evening, getting them ready for bed, socks pulled off – minutes later her ankle had ballooned! .. despite the lateness in the evening, figured it should be checked out and bundled kids to the car and took them to the local minor injuries unit. Arrived there at 9.02pm (by their clock on the wall), to be turned away as their X-ray dept shut at 9.00pm. (Disgruntled would be an understatement!) So made the journey to a main Hospital A&E – 5hrs, one X-ray, and 2 very tired and fed up children later we were told it was a sprain, treat with a bag of frozen peas and keep it moving. Arrived home at 3am!

Good

Made it through Soap & Suds week at Mini Mess without any accidents, injuries or mishaps. This is the week that I fear the most. Regardless of the risk assessments I complete on the activity, despite the health and safety precautions and warnings I make, its always a worry that given the nature of soap (slippy, slidey), that something might happen… but phew..it didn’t.

Bad

No let up with the insomnia – it really is starting to grind me down.

Enjoyed

A bit of a get together with friends and an impromptu pamper time with them and the kids. Footspas, mini pedicure, painting of nails along with a natter and catch up.

Didn’t Enjoy

My grumpiness this week. Its been a tough week.. maybe as we are in to week 4 of the holidays and having to constantly juggle work and home, keep the kids entertained, keep some sort of eye on the budget, all whilst having very little sleep is taking its tole. More than usual I’ve found my current living arrangements with hubby a strain. Trying hard not resent being in a marriage, but for all intents and purposes still a single parent very hard. The whole trip to A&E on my own with two kids a prime example. Normal married couples would’ve had a partner there to help – hmm.. but not me. I know it will all come ok eventually, its just this week ‘eventually’ seems an awful long way away.

The mundane

Ramping up the marketing activity for resuming classes in September. I reduce my work load considerably over the summer to allow myself more time with the kids whilst they are off school. But being more than half way through the holidays now, thinking has had to return to business. This has meant starting to put together, plan and start some activity to promote classes in September.

The out of the ordinary

A random act of romance from Hubby. We eat out fairly often.. we are a couple that like our food! But generally its just a quick decision, lets go out to eat tonight. However, this week, with us taking on the competition challenge of seeing how many random acts of romance we can do for each other for the remainder of the month, Ron took it upon himself to make an advance reservation, not only that but at my fav restaurant ( and one that is not particularly his I might add). He didn’t tell me where we were going, drove a totally different way to keep me guessing, and I have to say, was a total surprise when we rocked up outside. What was the most touching, was not only had he gone to the trouble to book a table, keep it a secret, but had taken me out to a place I love, for my absolute favourite food, despite the fact that in all honesty, its the type of food he can take or leave. To top if off, on the way home he made a detour past Passion Gelato to pick up deserts we could eat later at home ( alot later I might add.. we were stuffed). BIG score for him on the romance front.

Grateful for

The NHS. For as disgruntled as I was at being turned away from Minor Injuries, and for as much as I had totally lost the will to live after 5hrs at A&E – at least I was able to get my daughter seen, treated and cared for – more than many many families and children get.. and for this, I am very very grateful.

Here’s to next week.. bring it on!

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There are many positives about being part of a blended family. One of them being that the children happily have regular contact with their dad (whom they adore) – every other weekend off they go to spend a couple of days with daddy. They get thoroughly spoilt in my opinion whilst with him, but I try not to question his parenting style (at least not directly to him, I might have a bit of a moan about it to others now and again), and he pretty much returns the favour.

Whilst I miss them terribly on the weekends they aren’t here, there are things I enjoy. A clean and tidy house for one, and date night with hubby is another (without the need to search and beg for a babysitter).

Date night isn’t always some major event. Sometimes it’s just staying in, a curry and some telly – but it’s just the two of us. Time for us to catch up, talk, laugh, talk some more. It’s often time we use to talk about where we are heading, individually, as a couple and as a family. It ensures that we are always working towards shared goals, on the same page so to speak. It’s all too easy with busy lives especially given we live in different places to not chat over, discuss and share our thoughts, aspirations, concerns from the littlest insignificant things, to the whopping great bit stuff. I love our date nights regardless of what we do. Hubby is great for making all my stresses and strains drift away. Life becomes more in balance again, after our chats I seem to be able to once again see the wood for the trees, clarity and calm returns to what is usually a bit of a highly strung life.

This week I fancied cocktails (or rather mocktails given the lack of alcohol content for me). Hubby is always happy to oblige, especially as if somewhere along the line it includes food, we enjoy a bit of spice now and again, so went to a Mexican where i knew had a pretty decent non alcoholic cocktail menu.

In my Mocktail wanted a bit of sophistication, to indulge myself a little, I was thinking tall glass, umbrella, sparkler even and the obligatory cherry. Hmm.. now what I got was a jam jar with a handle… granted it had the cherry.. but in a jam jar!

Excuse me, but this is not my idea of a classy ladies drink, it felt more like I was holding a pint topped with a bit of fruit. Isn’t part of the cocktail experience that of feeling a bit chic, a bit special. I was sadly disappointed. The drink itself tasted great so hubby simply couldn’t understand the problem, but gotta say, was a tad deflated. It may well be the modern, urban, fashionable and trendy way to be serving up drinks now a days – clearly I am none of these, and quite happy not to be too.

The drinks and subsequent food served its purpose – a much enjoyed date night – a chance dress up a little, get the lippy on, hold hands like teenagers and put the world to rights.